Ningzhou, Hanyang Pass.
Wei Yuan rode a thin horse out of the pass and embarked on the westward journey.
Wei Yuan was dressed in the attire of a monk, wearing a raincloth cloak, long leather boots, a thin horse, and two wicker square baskets behind the horse for carrying luggage. This is the most common casual attire in the West.
It was just after noon, and the sky was cloudless, but the sun seemed to be covered with a veil, red and blurry at the edges. The air was hot and humid, and most pedestrians' clothes were so wet that they could wrung out water as they walked.
Hanyang Pass is one of the most powerful passes in the world and the gateway to Ningzhou. One hundred thousand soldiers are stationed in the pass. The city wall is not high but wide, five feet high and five feet wide. There are eight giant crossbows in the city, which can shoot thousands of feet, and one arrow can damage
Dharma.
Under the turbid sunshine, the three characters "Hanyang Pass" are somewhat mottled and show a patina. There are large mosses on the city walls, making the entire Guan City look green and deep.
Looking around, the sky and earth in this area are covered with deep or light green. Far far away in the west, there is a line of deep, moist dark green.
After leaving the customs, the road became full of mud, with potholes and mud puddles everywhere. There were not many people on the westbound road. The two groups of people who came out of the customs with Wei Yuan separated after a few miles, leaving only Wei Yuan.
Riding alone, all the way west. After a few miles, the big road turned into a small road, and the small road became indistinct again.
Looking around and seeing no one around, Wei Yuan stopped his horse, walked to a puddle on the roadside, and scooped up a handful of water with his hands. The water was also green, and it felt greasy in his hands, with a vague
There was a fishy stench. There were still some very small insects swimming around in the water, and some were still burrowing into Wei Yuan's hands.
Swarms of flying insects flew over the puddles, making a very loud buzzing sound.
Unlike the Liao region, there is no obvious dividing line between heaven and earth. The further west you go, the more humid and rainy it becomes. Not long after we left Hanyang Pass, large pools began to appear on both sides of the road, and the unique black ash willows in this area grew beside the pools.
, the trunk is dark green and black, and dozens of roots are rooted in the water. From a distance, it looks like strange creatures standing in the water with dozens of thin legs.
Large swarms of insects can often be seen on the water pool, buzzing and flying. The farther west you go, the larger the flying insects become. If these flying insects bite on the body, a bite will turn into a small blood puddle.
This is the boundary of the Western Witchland. It rains for months at a time. Going further west, there will be endless swamps, and there are countless ferocious poisonous insects in the water and forests. Although this world is full of water, it is like Wei Yuan's hand.
It is like a cup of water. If you drink it directly, you will immediately become seriously ill. The natural water sources in the real witchcraft territory are extremely poisonous, and the air is filled with poisonous mist, making it impossible for ordinary people to survive.
Wei Yuan finally dug up a ball of wet mud, looked at it, washed his hands with Taoism, mounted his horse and continued westward.
After leaving Hanyang Pass, it is the land of transformation. There is no flying boat, so you can only find transportation or fly with your own weapon. The destination of Wei Yuan's trip is Quliu Town, which is now the largest city in the Broken Realm.
Thirty-nine hundred miles.
Yun Feifei will meet up with Wei Yuan in Quliu Town, and then return to Taichu Palace together. According to the information, Yun Feifei may have several other disciples, and Wei Yuan can place them at Hanyang Pass and take Yun Feifei back first.
At this time, there was no one on the road. Wei Yuan's consciousness moved, and a wisp of black air penetrated the body of the thin horse. The thin horse neighed, and its speed suddenly increased, running westward. If Wei Yuan met someone, he would slow down and no one would rush. Occasionally,
We stayed overnight in the barren mountains and arrived outside Quliu Town three days later.
Wei Yuan stood stationary outside the town, squinting his eyes slightly and looking over Quliu Town. A golden light appeared in his pupils. During the Qi-gazing technique, Quliu Town was filled with black energy, and there was a faint blood light everywhere, but there was a faint light in the center.
There is little blood in this place, and there is a faint green air floating around.
That was a suitable place to stay. Wei Yuan regained his luck, the thin horse returned to its original state, and walked into the town half-dead.
Quliu Town was originally a small town with a thousand people. It changed hands several times during the war and was completely destroyed. After the Wuyu Clan army retreated, due to the convenient transportation, various tribes gradually mixed together here. Now there are hundreds of thousands of people living there.
Therefore, the scale is far greater than before the war. When you come here, you are in the center of this lawless area.
The town is full of simple shacks and tents made of raincloths. The streets are narrow and crowded. Many people wear cloaks made of oilcloth and cover their faces with cloth towels to prevent their true colors from showing.
There are some shops on both sides of the street, and many people simply set up street stalls. Most of the stalls are filled with things that Wei Yuan has never seen before. However, there are not many items containing spiritual energy at a glance, so they must be waiting for the weak-eyed to take the bait.
Some of the vendors who set up stalls did not look like they were selling things. They looked at everyone passing by with cold and fierce eyes, like poisonous spiders looking for dinner.
As Wei Yuan walked through the muddy and crowded streets, many malicious looks suddenly came from the darkness around him.
During this journey to the west, Wei Yuan thought deeply and decided on two strategies: catching grass and alerting snakes, and luck fishing. As for disguising his identity, after repeated consideration, Wei Yuan finally chose the violent sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator had a bad temper to begin with, and Wei Yuan was an irritable sword cultivator. At this time, he naturally released his murderous intent and stared back unceremoniously. In this way, most of the malicious glances around him disappeared. But Wei Yuan had already
I could vaguely feel that the two deep-spirited guys in the dark were showing contempt. In this lawless place, most of the flamboyant guys were simple-minded and easy to die suddenly.
This is the impression Wei Yuan wants.
Wei Yuan, the violent swordsman, was very good at playing the role, but he didn't know whether he was good at swordsmanship or being violent.
Quliu Town was unexpectedly big, and he walked through several blocks before arriving at the center of the town. Wei Yuan saw a three-story wooden building. This is a rare intact building in the town, and it is quite large, and the backyard is almost enclosed.
Half a block away, there is a plaque hanging above the door, which reads "Lianping Inn".
Wei Yuan saw a suitable place for his Qi Wangjutsu to settle down. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to stroke his whiskers, and walked into the inn door with his head held high. Of course, Wei Yuan would not show others his true colors, he had already replaced them with Taoist skills.
False face. At this moment, he looks to be in his late fifties, with thin eyebrows and a fierce light in his small eyes. He is both vulgar and cruel. At first glance, he is not a good person.
The monk's uniform on his body was a bit old. Although it was a magic weapon, it was not of high grade and had obvious wear and tear on the corners. The smell of abjection went straight to the door. But Wei Yuan took a square step and tried his best to show that he didn't care about money at all.
Unruly look.
Walking into the main door is the dining hall, with seventeen or eighteen tables, almost all of them full. The second and third floors are the guest rooms. There are also several small courtyards built in the back for wealthy people to live in.
As soon as he entered the gate, Wei Yuan felt several malicious consciousnesses sweep over him, looking specifically at the waist in his arms. They were so unscrupulous. But compared to Yuan Shen's consciousness, Wei Yuan was really not afraid of anyone, and
Now that I have decided to become a swordsman, I have made preparations.
Wei Yuan visualized Xiaoyu's fairy sword, the Great Sun, in the sea of ​​consciousness. His consciousness was filled with blazing sword intent and he swept it back fiercely!
Suddenly there were screams of pain in the lobby, several guests covered their faces with their hands, and some people fell to the ground, blood spurted from their noses, and passed out. A group of fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs competed with Wei Yuan, who had become a Taoist priest.
If you know it, the end will naturally not be good.
At this time, the expressions of all the guests changed, and they no longer dared to have eye contact with Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan randomly chose a table, walked over and knocked on the table with his hand, and said coldly: "You guys, change seats!"
There were two middle-aged men at the table, dressed as businessmen. No one knew their true identities. Seeing Wei Yuan looking for trouble, they said nothing and immediately got up and moved to the corner without even touching the table.
No more food or drinks.
Wei Yuan sat down at this table, called the waiter, and said: "Give me the most expensive yard, then put the luggage in, and feed the horse well."
The waiter glanced at the thin horse and the two wicker luggage baskets outside the door, with a smile on his face and said: "Don't worry, I will keep your fairy horse well fed!"
Wei Yuan was so satisfied with the word "Xianju" that his little eyes almost disappeared from laughter.
Being a waiter in an inn like this is certainly not an easy task. You know the temperament of these sword cultivators. Even if they are too poor to afford the next meal, they still have to go to bed, otherwise the sword heart will easily become dusty.
As long as you take care of these masters, you will actually get a lot of benefits. Although many sword cultivators don’t have much money, they dare to spend it!
Wei Yuan ordered some more food and wine, took a few bites, and then walked to the backyard. At this time, all the shopkeepers followed him and opened the door to the largest courtyard for Wei Yuan himself, and then followed the courtyard with nods and bows.
The courtyard is relatively clean, except that the stone walls are covered with moss and there are two small puddles on the ground. There are stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, but they are all wet. Special rattan mats must be laid on the chairs before anyone can sit on them.
.At this time, the sky has begun to get dark, and it is almost difficult to see without lights in the courtyard. However, at this time, the sky in Taichu Palace is still full of light.
The shopkeeper diligently lit the oil lamp and candle, led Wei Yuan to sit in the room, and then folded his hands and asked, "Where did the immortal come from and where are he going?"
Wei Yuan's face darkened and he said: "Why, there are still government offices here, why should I report what I want to do?"
The shopkeeper smiled apologetically and said: "You are joking, there is no government here? Even if there is, it will be dismissed! I ask because we have many other businesses, and we can definitely help you. You are an expert, look.
Don’t you understand our location, this building, and this courtyard?”
Although Wei Yuan didn't quite understand, he still nodded and said: "I made some mistakes in the Western Jin Dynasty. I heard that there are many opportunities here, so I came here to try my luck. When I am free, I also take in business."
The shopkeeper's smile became even brighter: "I wonder which business you want to take?"
Wei Yuan took out the sword from the wicker basket and slapped it on the table, saying: "Anyone who has a use for it, take it."
"Then I wonder how useful this sword of yours is?"
Wei Yuan rolled his eyes: "I killed a general who was about to be promoted in the Western Jin Dynasty, what do you think?"
The shopkeeper immediately said: "I understand! If there is a Daoji who wants to die, you are the right person to come to!"
Wei Yuan said calmly: "You can come to me if you get tired of living on the ground floor."
"Understood!" The shopkeeper's originally straight waist now bent down a little and said, "You can give me a name so that it will be easier for the name to be spread on the road in the future."
Wei Yuan said in a deep voice: "A certain family, the 'Double Sword and Cauldron' Li Zhi!"
"Okay! Maybe there will be an order tomorrow. As a sign of sincerity, I will waive the rent for the first three days for you."
Wei Yuan's face could no longer remain tense and he was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!